If you had only one wish, what would you wish for?
That’s a disturbingly easy question.
Time.
That’s all I want. The days slip past me, all twenty-four hours of them and I can’t help but feel that those hours aren’t enough. What with the need to sleep, eat, occasionally use the bog and just sit and breathe, I really wish there more time in the day.
I’m 27. There is, theoretically, plenty of time in my life to get as much done as I want. So long as I use the time I have sensibly. But it still doesn’t feel like enough.
Today we did some shopping, I packed a bit more of my bag, but I’m aware that the first four hours of the day was a waste. Dave is kind enough to tell me that its not a ‘waste’ because I’m working very hard on growing my babies. Yes, that’s true, but it wasn’t until something like 7pm that I did any sort of writing today.
And yet I’m knackered.
I could have done with a nap, to be honest, but, I ran out of time! A radio show to work on preparing, dinner to eat and baby-things to take care of. There just aren’t enough hours in the day!
That is my wish, universe! Please, if there is anything you can do for me in terms of granting a wish, then do this… give me more time!
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Good answer.
^_^ thanks a lot! x
Very, very true. It’s my wish too, because most times, I spend half the day on the day job, then the second half trying to decompress from the day job. By the time I get to doing any writing, it’s midnight; I write into the night, lose sleep, get up on less sleep than healthy to go to the day job, and so on… Vicious cycle. If a day was only five hours longer than it usually is, I would be much happier.
Cramming everything in has always been a crazy nightmare. You’re right; I think an extra five hours would just cut it!